Dead General

So you finally show yourself, Demon Lord From Beyond... Do you recognize these faces? The countless souls you slaughtered. Their last cries soaked into this land overflowing with resentment, drinking deep of matter and Wishpower to take form as the lingering sighs of the living. The dead should fade away, but my cursed memory, along with this mask I stumbled upon, became their anchor to this world.
Warriors in life, denied peace even in death. This Legion of vengeance screams and howls in my ears every night. Even ground to dust, they'll take the Devil's head. Rubymoon, Candel, Lentz, Lynn... one hundred and one thousand, two hundred and one names in total. And they're coming for yours.
Comrades, don't rush. When Phantasmoon sets, I'll join you.